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Chapter One - Pic Of Bianca

Chapter One - Problems are a Pain

Bianca's POV:

I hate when we fight - and now that I think about it - is almost every day.  

Alec and I have been together for about 5 months now and I was completely head over heels for him. I know it sounds stereo typical coming from a rebellious teenager but it's the truth. I would have no idea what I would be without him.

I'm known as a partier and Alec a player, my friends even told me how stupid it was to go out with him. But typical me ignored them and did it anyway. Anything to piss of my parents! But after going out with him to a few parties and a couple actual dates, it seemed like we just clicked. We would be happy when we were together and my friends seemed to approve of him somewhere after the 1st month mark.  

Of course that was short lived after we found out he had cheated on me with Shelby O'Conner - his ex girlfriend and future gold digger. Then my friends told me I was stupid for staying with him and at that moment I agreed. I dumped him and lasted a whole week of his begging tan ticks before I finally cracked and let him have a second shot. Which he took seriously, he even would drive me to and from school every day with flowers and chocolate. Although after about a week I told him to stop unless he wanted an obese girlfriend. He kindly stopped and we started from where we left off.

So now it was the 5 month mark and it was our anniversary. Of course Alec had Soccer practice and didn't think the month anniversary was important enough to skip practise, so we decided on a simple dinner afterwards. I was mad about the fact he chose soccer over me and he was mad because I thought his future could wait. See our dilemma now?

So I'm sitting on my bed in my nice new red dress I bought for tonight waiting for my boyfriend to end with his practise so he could come and pick me up. I looked back down at my phone expecting a text saying on my way, because it was well past the time he said he would be here. Sighing at the lack of response from him I put down my phone and walked towards the mirror, double checking to see everything was in place. 

I had my normally curly black hair down and straight tonight. I looked at my makeup quickly before picking up my eye shadow and putting a little more grey on both eyes. The smoky grey looked great with my sparkling green eyes. After finishing with that I stood up straight and looked at the dress, flattening it out against my thin frame and busty chest. I smiled to myself as I looked over myself. Man I look hot!

I know, I know. I sound conceded, but I'm really not. I've just been told all my life I was pretty and when I get dressed up - like tonight - I can truly see what their talking about.  

I stepped out of my bathroom and walked around my room, waiting for his call. Just as I was about to call him I heard a faint knock on my door. Groaning I turned around and walked over to it 

"Ugh! What do you want?" I asked standing in front of my still closed and locked door. I didn't know who it is so I wasn't going to open it until. If it was my sister I would be fine... but if it were my parents I would ignore them and hope they got the hint. 

"Hey, Bee! It's me, open up" my sister said and I smiled as I opened the door. I looked down at my little sister as she stood there in a black mini skirt, tight baby blue tank top and her black heels and designer purse in hand. Her hair was curly and a dark chocolate brown with lighter high lights. Her hazel eyes looked good with her makeup.